(Rewind, rewind)
(Some things shouldn't be played)

Found a tape in the attic, no label, no case
Played it once and my skin got erased
Voices crawl through the static haze
One said my name like it knew my face
Cracks in the screen, blood in the hum
Beat drops slow like a demon's drum
Tried to stop but the sound came back
Now it talks when the room goes black

Play it back, again
You let it in, it begins
You can't run, you're not real
Possession starts when silence kills

Play it back, again
You let it in, it begins
You can't run, you're not real
Possession starts when silence kills

Eyes in the TV, breath on my spine
A voice just said: This body's mine
Mirror cracked, my hands reversed
Every bar I spit is a funeral verse
Woke up in static, light went red
Not a nightmare–it's something I fed
The tape still spins, the reel still screams
If I stop it now, I lose all me

Play it back, again
You let it in, it begins
You can't run, you're not real
Possession starts when silence kills

Play it back, again
You let it in, it begins
You can't run, you're not real
Possession starts when silence kills